I am a prisoner in my own house.
My sister has one of her demanding and obnoxious tweeny bopper friends over.  They were in the living room, but they eventually moved into the front room after demanding I set up the DVD player, as if I only live to pander to her every demand.  Now my brother and his friend, who last actually slept in their jeans because they literally couldn’t be bothered taking them off, are staking out the living room.  
Why won’t they leave!?
I can’t stay in my room forever, it smells like curry in here!
I just want to watch Dr Phil on my own!
Is that so much to ask!?